Child

[Verse 1: Xenaex]
I've seen birth and I’ve seen death
I've heard the hysterical cry
When husband was beating his wife
And the child dreamt of
The revenge chance
Smokes in the vestibule trains
On the way from one war, to another
One
I've seen happiness on different lands
How hippies are merging their bodies
With no fear of getting the viruses

[Chorus: Xenaex]
Too much sticky sights, but more of the beautiful ones
I’vе hearted differеnt prays, but most of them sound the same
The talks of strangers abouthow everything getting more expensive
But cheaper are faces
But most of all, I liked to look at you
So far yet my pure child mate

Everything getting more expensive, but
Cheaper are faces
Most of all, I liked to look at you
So far yet my pure child mate